I read your stories and pretend it's my dad and me together loving each other. Your writing shows me you understand how desire hurts and makes me ache...for him. Thank you for bringing me so much pleasure. Thanks for letting me live something I can't have in real life.I smiled as I read it. Hearing from female readers always made me feel good. Women are such strange and wondrous creatures yet unfathomable to me. To know that I might have touched on how they feel was a great compliment.Turning the. M: Then what the fuck is it. Don’t joke with me it will be very rough for you.N: I love rough but I have some personal work to attend to.M: What is so personal that you can’t come.N: I don’t want to bother you.M: Ok. Don’t tell. I am coming to your house.I knew where she lived. As per Neha, she didn’t know where I will show up or not. As I am of very unpredictable person. She was not very clear. She told me later that she was not sure and scared about how to introduce me to her family.I being. Vodka. Whiskey. Beer. Rum. Lots of mixers too." Lemme get some gin. What you got to mix it with?" Limeade." That'll work."DeCarlos returned with the beverage, He then inquired, "Do you mind if I get changed real quick." It's your house. Do you," Vic responded.DeCarlos came back into the living room wearing a pair of red Lycra boyshorts and a neon green tank top."Hope this is fine," spouted the femme dude."It's your house," Vic shot back.Right then, there was a knock at the door. Vic moved to. . oooohhh wowww……uuummmmmmmmm hmmmmmm kar rai thi or mera lund pakad k hila rai thi usne tabhi kaha mai shadi shuda hu mera chakka pati mujhe chodta he nai kyuki mai kaali hu tum meri pyaas bujh do maine kaha haan jaan kyu nai jitna bolo jitni der bolo karunga or doctor bahar marizo ka ilaj kr ri thi andr nurse mere saath apna ilaj karwa rai thi mai uske chuche chuste huey uske skrt mai apna ek haat daal diya or uski shut ragadne laga or upar uske chuche chus raha tha or dusre haat se daba raha.